I really wish you'd stop killing everyone who hasn't betrayed me. Especially my surrogate family and love interest. Also, your descriptions of the air ship are terrible - me and the smugglers read them to each other at night to make each other laugh. Although the accompanying dialog sometimes sends us into miniature alcoholic episodes of depression. Oh wait, did I say smugglers? They're all dead. And I know that you're planning on killing the next person who is nice to me.

Stupid jerk.

-Stormy

P.S. Nobody takes me seriously with a name like Stormy Weather.

Dear Author,

I would appreciate entering the story soon. I think Stormy needs my help.